The blossoms of a weeping cherry in our front yard would wait for the beginning of May to open. Among the photos I have of my mother, one of my favorites was taken in front of that tree. She spent her last two years living with us. Even after ten years, it’s easy to see the content in her eyes on Mother’s Day.
spring’s offer of cheer
colorful cherry display
blossoms bringing smiles
I like how it seemed the cherry trees deliberately waiting until Mother’s Day to bloom. Lovely memories.
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Thank you, Merril.
I figured it was the Buffalo weather that held the tree back, but it worked perfectly for Mother’s Day.
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Beautiful!
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Merci!
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#Haiku Happenings #11: Ken’s latest #haibun is the first for my current #haikai challenge of this week!
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Your mother has a beautiful essence Ken. What a lovely memory.
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Thank you. 🙂
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I love cherry blossom and your haiku.
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There seems to be a magic about them.
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Maybe the magic is their fragility and grace.
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There is so much beauty in both the words and image. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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